Jiuyang replied calmly: "The second treasure of the Tao Sect, the Nine Palaces Dharma Plate."
"Qian Palace, Kan Palace, Gen Palace, Zhen Palace, Zhong Palace, Xun Palace, Li Palace, Kun Palace, and Dui Palace. Each palace contains a formation, which is similar to the Kunlun Universe Seal."
"Well, let's be prepared. In terms of ingenuity, the Qiankun Seal is even better."
"The Nine Palaces Qi Condensation Formation you saw before should have come from the middle palace. Together with the three elders of the Taoist Sect, they jointly activated it, so I was not aware of it at the foot of the mountain."
"In order to intercept Du Qirui on the way, Daomen did not hesitate to bring two of the three treasures. Boy, do you still think that private friendship is important?"
"Taixuzi and Ji Xuanqing are good friends who cherish each other, they are upright and open-minded."
"Why don't you attack you because of a woman? It's a misunderstanding."
"Where is the magnanimity? Has the misunderstanding been resolved?"
Jiuyang taunted me angrily: "If you are not in your position, you will not seek to govern. You are not the Sixth Master, and you have no idea how terrible the bloody storm caused by the fate battle is."
"Back then, there were so many senior brothers competing with me for the master of Ziwei Palace. Master chose me and taught me how to kill them."
"At the beginning, it was difficult for me to understand. I struggled for a long time and couldn't stop."
"Until one day when I was traveling down the mountain, I was attacked by a group of men in black. I was seriously injured and escaped. It was my master who saved me."
"He subdued the gangsters and asked me to pull off their headscarves with my own hands."
"I saw my third senior brother, who usually treats me like a biological brother, and his face was no longer gentle and kind."
"He looked at me and I looked at him, and my heart hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.
"And he laughed ferociously, with murderous intent no longer hidden in his heart."
"I asked him why. We are brothers. We grew up together, and we are better than blood relatives."
"Third senior brother did not answer, but looked at the master unwillingly, looking at the dragon-seeking pen in the master's sleeve."
"At that moment, I suddenly had an epiphany."
"I understand what Third Senior Brother is thinking, and I also understand Master's good intentions."
"I broke his neck with my own hands and buried him in that wilderness."
Jiuyang said with emotion and a self-deprecating expression: "Since then, in just three years, I have not let go of any of my fellow apprentices who covet the throne of the Lord of Ziwei Palace."
"My second senior brother, he poisoned my teapot. I retaliated with him in the same way, and his internal organs were as rotten as stinking mud."
"My fifth senior sister got into my bed on a dark and windy night and chatted with me about my life and the future."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that taste is incredible."
"After all the trouble, when the man was most negligent, she released the carefully prepared poison."
"Just a little bit, I would die in her hands."
"If I were still the same person I was before, I would have had no chance of survival that night."
"More than that, kill those who deserve to be killed and abolish those who deserve to be killed. This will never leave any hidden dangers to yourself."
"If we can kill each other as close brothers and sisters, what do you mean by so-called friends?"
Jiuyang asked me: "Drink a bottle of wine and play a game of chess. Now we are friends?"
I have nothing to say, no way to refute.
I can only sigh sadly, full of bitterness.
In the end, I was too simple-minded and thought that those who were friends with Ji Xuanqing were not real enemies.
But if you think about it carefully, even Lingxi may not be able to predict what will happen here.
She had always focused her attention on the Buddhist Yun Sect and Chen Xuanjun. Never had she ever thought that the Taoist sect, which was standing still, would suddenly take this action?
"Boom."
While Jiuyang and I were talking, the thin old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The nine phantoms were entangled together, emitting deafening thunder.
The white-haired old woman helped from the side, and the bird whisked away the dust and fled down the mountain without a trace.
